By the time he finished speaking, he had already rushed into the bedroom.

On the big bed, Mu Qingye was unconscious. His face was purple, his lips were black and blue, and there was a fine black line on his originally fair neck that spread to his earlobe.

Yiluochen was suddenly startled. She felt a surge of blood in her chest, and her feet were weak. However, she stood up straight with all her strength, her hands clenched tightly into fists, and her nails dug into her flesh, oozing out a little blood.

"Bitch, you were the one who poisoned Qingye, right?"

When Hua Qingyue, who was sitting beside the hospital bed, saw Yi Luochen breaking in through the door, she suddenly stood up and slapped him across the face.

"Get away!"

He raised his hand and grabbed the opponent's wrist. The two were equally skilled in martial arts, but at this moment, Yiluochen's body was filled with a fierce murderous aura, which made people shudder.

Hua Qingyue was thrown far away by her palm. She staggered and was about to draw her sword, but she heard a sneer from her.

"Either get out or let Mu Qingye wait for death!"

As soon as he said this, he naturally understood the seriousness. No matter whether the poison was related to Yiluochen or not, she was one of the best doctors in the White Tiger Kingdom.

Hua Qingyue bit her red lips, put away her sword and turned around.

"Poisonous love, Mu Qingye, you still betrayed me after all!"

He twitched the corners of his lips, his smile was bright and gorgeous, but tears gradually fell from his eyes, blurring his vision.

"Why, why did you betray me? Even though you knew this poison would kill you, you still stayed with her. Mu Qingye, how can you be worthy of me?"

Yiluochen staggered over, her feet softened and she knelt down with a "pop~" sound. Looking at the face that looked ashen, her heart felt worse than death.

"Chen'er, Chen'er~" His dry lips slowly opened, and he whispered in a low voice: "Where are you, where are you?"

Looking at that face, Yiluochen really hoped that it was just a dream. After waking up from the dream, they were still each other, and she could smile and say: "Qingye, I'm back."

However, this dream is destined to be impossible to wake up from.

Yiluochen smiled bitterly, slowly took off her gauze dress, lay on Mu Qingye's body, and unbuttoned his clothes.

When the two of them hugged each other naked, Mu Qingye, who was in a coma, felt like a man in the desert seeing a clear spring, and the fire of desire surged like a volcano.

The antidote to the poison of love is the body of the person who poisoned it.

It was obviously a love affair that he hated to the extreme, but Yiluochen still tried his best to tease her, causing all the poisonous energy in his body to leak out in the climax.

This time, she didn't shed tears, she just looked at everything with wide eyes, as if this physical war had nothing to do with her.

When Mu Qingye finally woke up with deep breathing, Yiluochen had turned into a statue, staring blankly at him and the whole world.

"Chen'er, you..."

"Master Mu, it's too dirty, let it go."

An unfamiliar name, a voice as cold as a world away.

Mu Qingye's heart moved. Although he was reluctant to give up, he slowly let go of his hands.

Yiluochen stood up slowly, but his toes had just touched the ground. The blood welling up in his chest could no longer be suppressed, and it spurted onto the ground, which was so red it was dazzling.

"Chen'er!"

There was no response, she closed her eyes and fell to the ground.

This sleep was dark and hazy for a long time. Ling Mulao couldn't see anything, but there was an inexplicable hole in his heart.
Chapter completed!